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| 1. |
| 2:39 | 
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| 2. |
| 2:40 | 
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(R. Miller/W. O'Malley/A. Vandenberg)
Money isn't everything As anyone who's rich It can buy pain and misery Or grief Though money isn't everything I have a pauper's itch So though I crave a brave Yes I'll take the chief! He bought me a cat Siamese, imagine that He keeps making Fancy passes at me All those fine and fancy passes Oh joy, now I've got Sixty feet of brand new yacht He keeps making Fancy passes at me All those fine and fancy passes He owns New York or Spain But I don't know which He got fat in Uptown Manhattan Poor Cinderella's got her a fella who's rich Every penny, he's worth a plenty He owns United Airlines That as well? He owns receding hairlines Oh, well! He's not so hip Or smart as a whip But healthy, wise and wealthy He bought me a summer place Somewhere out in outer space He keeps making Fancy passes at me What a man you've got, Diane Did he buy you a mink? Mmmm..Passion pink And a Cadi too? Mmmm, Baby blue You're speaking of? My baby love! Your Romeo? My Daddy Dough! I love him a lot How much has he got? He's got a plot of ground He found over oil Oh, my how chic we are He bought New Jersey So he could call me his girl Oh, man, a feat we are! Chocolate excites my tummy Ooh He bought me a firm called Yummy So He's one of those gents With good bizness cents And quarters, half's and dollars Ding, dong, ain't it swell They just delivered the liberty bell How sad all those Philadelphians will be I'll get half of what he owns To keep up with Mrs. L. B. Jones And if he keeps making fancy passes I'll start holding evening classes I'll give him sugar and molasses And the life, I live I'll live luxuriously From those late and evening classes That sugar and molasses Those fine and fancy passes at me Oooweee My honey Yeah! |
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| 3. |
| 2:27 |
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(Jobim/Gimble/DeMoraes)
Oh, how I love him But he just doesn't see Tall and tan and young and handsome The boy from Ipanema goes walking And when he passes Each girl he passes goes - ah When he walks He's like a samba That swings so cool and sways so gentle That when he passes each girl He passes goes - ah Ooh, but I watch him so sadly How can I tell him I love him Yes I would give my heart gladly But each day When he walks to the sea He looks straight ahead, not at me Tall, and tan, and young and handsome The boy from Ipanema goes walking And when he passes goes - ah I smile - but he doesn't see (doesn't see) He just doesn't see, he never sees me |
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| 4. |
| 2:11 |
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(Adams/Strouse)
Gray skies are gonna clear up Put on a happy face Wipe of the clouds and cheer up Put on a happy face Take of the gloomy mask of tragedy It's not your style You'll look so good that you'll be glad You decided to smile Pick out a pleasant outlook Stick out that nobel chin Wipe off that full-of-doubt look Slap on a happy grin Spread sunshine all over the place Just put on a happy Put on a happy face Gray skies are gonna clear up Put on a happy face Wipe of the clouds and cheer up Put on a happy face Take of the gloomy mask of tragedy It's not your style You'll look so good that you'll be glad You decided to smile Pick out a pleasant outlook Stick out that noble chin Wipe off that full-of-doubt look Snap on a happy grin Spread sunshine all over the place Just put on a happy Put on a happy face |
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| 5. |
| 2:41 |
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(Bob Hilliard/Mort Garson)
Our day will come And we'll have everything We'll share the joy Falling in love can bring No one can tell me that I'm to young to know Young to know I love you so (love you so) And you love me Our day will come If we just wait a while No tears for us Face life and wear a smile Our dreams have magic because We'll always stay in love this way Our day will come Our day will come And we'll have everything We'll share the joy Falling in love can bring No one can tell me that I'm to young to know (Young to know) I love you so (love you so) And you love me Our day will come And we'll have everything We'll share the joy Falling in love can bring Our dreams have magic because We'll always stay in love this way Our day will come Our day will come Our day will come |
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| 6. |
| 2:43 |
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| 7. |
| 2:48 |
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There's a place for us
Somewhere a place for us Peace and quiet and open air Wait for us somewhere There's a time for us Someday a time for us Time together with time to spare Time to learn, time to care Someday, somewhere We'll find a new way of living We'll find a way of forgiving somewhere Yes, there's a place for each of us A place of peace and quiet And we must try to pursue this place Where love is like a passion that burns like a fire And also fulfillment of two hearts' desire Let our efforts be as determined as that of a little stream That saunters down the hillside seeking its level Only to become a huge river destined to the sea Yes, there's a place for us Somewhere a place for us Hold my hand and were halfway there Hold my hand and I'll take you there Somehow, someday Somewhere Hold my hand and were halfway there Hold my hand and I'll take you there Somehow, someday Somewhere |
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| 2:38 |
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| 9. |
| 3:27 |
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(Comden/Green/Syne)
Make someone happy Make just one someone happy Make just one heart the heart you sing to One smile that cheers you One face that lights when it nears you One gal you're everything to Fame, if you win it It comes and goes in a minute Where's the real stuff in life to cling to? Love is the answer Someone to love is the answer Once you've found him He tried to build your world around him Make someone happy Make just one someone happy And you will be happy too Make someone happy Make just one someone happy And you will be happy too |
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| 2:38 |
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Set the table
Supper's done Candlelight and wine for one 'Cause little Miss Loser Lost again Christmas eve You waited for But all your dreams stayed In the store, yes Little Miss Loser Lost again Aren't you the same child Who had those tears in your eyes Why were you the only kid in town Who bought a box of cracker jacks And didn't get a prize Even then the world put you down Cinderella, found her knight Love protected Miss Snow White while Prince charming where have you been Come on in And help little Miss loser win |
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| 11. |
| 2:57 |
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| 12. |
| 2:44 |
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| 13. |
| 4:55 |
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(Jule Styne/Bob Merrill)
People People who need people Are the luckiest people in the world We're children needing other children And yet, letting our grown up pride Hide all the need inside Acting more like children than children People God's children Were born to be free To love All people have a dream For peace, for security Let the world fall in love again Please, please, let our lies not be in vain Lovers are very special people They're the luckiest people in the world With one person One very special person A feeling deep in your soul says You were half, now you're whole No more hunger and thirst But first be a person who needs people People who need people Are the luckiest people in the world |
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| 14. |
| 2:23 |
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| 15. |
| 2:53 |
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| 16. |
| 3:38 |
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(Harvey Fuqua/Alan Freed)
Sincerely Oh, yes sincerely 'Cause I love you so dearly Please say you'll be mine Sincerely Oh, you know how I love you I'll do anything for you Please say you'll be mine Oh, Lord, won't you tell me why I love that fella so He doesn't want me But I'll never, never, never let him go Sincerely Oh, you know how I love you I'll do anything for you Please say you'll be mine Oh, Lord, won't you tell me why I love that fella so He doesn't want me But I'll never, never, never let him go Sincerely Oh, you know how I love you I'll do anything for you Please say you'll be mine Please say you'll be mine Please say you'll be mine |
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| 17. |
| 2:19 |
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| 18. |
| 3:24 |
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| 19. |
| 2:44 |
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(Leslie Bricusse/Cyril Ornadel)
If I ruled the world Every day would be The first day of Spring Every heart would have A new song to sing And we'd sing of the joy Every morning would bring If I ruled the world Every man would be As free as a bird Every voice would be A voice to be heard Take my word We would treasure each day That occurred My world would be A beautiful place Where we would weave Such a wonderful dream My world would wear A smile on its face Like the man in the moon When the moon beams If I ruled the world Every man would say The world was his friend There'd be happiness That no man could end No my friend Not if I ruled the world Every head Would be held up high There'd be sunshine In everyone's sky If day ever dawned When I ruled the world If I ruled the world |
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| 20. |
| 2:50 |
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| 21. |
| 2:57 |
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| 22. |
| 3:38 |
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| 23. |
| 3:22 |
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| 24. |
| 2:18 |
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Who can I turn to
When nobody needs me My heart wants to know So I must go Where destiny leads me With no star to guide me And no one beside me I'll go on my way And after the day The darkness will hide me But maybe tomorrow I'll find what I'm after I'll throw off my sorrow Beg, steal or borrow My share of laughter 'cause with you I could learn to With you on a new day But who can I turn to If you turn away With you I could learn to With you on a new day But who can I turn to If you turn away |
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| 25. |
| 2:51 |
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| 26. |
| 3:42 |
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(R. Miller/W. O'Malley/A. Vandenberg)
Money isn't everything As anyone who's rich It can buy pain and misery Or grief Though money isn't everything I have a pauper's itch So though I crave a brave Yes I'll take the chief! He bought me a cat Siamese, imagine that He keeps making Fancy passes at me All those fine and fancy passes Oh joy, now I've got Sixty feet of brand new yacht He keeps making Fancy passes at me All those fine and fancy passes He owns New York or Spain But I don't know which He got fat in Uptown Manhattan Poor Cinderella's got her a fella who's rich Every penny, he's worth a plenty He owns United Airlines That as well? He owns receding hairlines Oh, well! He's not so hip Or smart as a whip But healthy, wise and wealthy He bought me a summer place Somewhere out in outer space He keeps making Fancy passes at me What a man you've got, Diane Did he buy you a mink? Mmmm..Passion pink And a Cadi too? Mmmm, Baby blue You're speaking of? My baby love! Your Romeo? My Daddy Dough! I love him a lot How much has he got? He's got a plot of ground He found over oil Oh, my how chic we are He bought New Jersey So he could call me his girl Oh, man, a feat we are! Chocolate excites my tummy Ooh He bought me a firm called Yummy So He's one of those gents With good bizness cents And quarters, half's and dollars Ding, dong, ain't it swell They just delivered the liberty bell How sad all those Philadelphians will be I'll get half of what he owns To keep up with Mrs. L. B. Jones And if he keeps making fancy passes I'll start holding evening classes I'll give him sugar and molasses And the life, I live I'll live luxuriously From those late and evening classes That sugar and molasses Those fine and fancy passes at me Oooweee My honey Yeah! |
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